The Vending Machines at Princeton Plainsborough Teaching Hospital
Author:
kaylynnkie Rating: Pg 13
Summary: The history of House and Wilson and a main staple in the diet of young doctors. Very fluffy.
Pairing: Wilson/House
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: I wrote this during an A&P course bc of what my professor said while he was telling us about our semester schedule.
The first time Wilson stayed the night with House at the hospital, he gave the older man a cookie from the machine on the fifth floor. It was oatmeal with sweet icing, which, of course, the older man scoffed at before secretly enjoying in his office with a cup of coffee. If he recalled correctly, Wilson had brewed it that morning for the monthly oncology meeting.
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The first time Wilson witnessed House lose a patient, Wilson was barred from the Diagnostic Office for fear that he would turn into the hovering concerned Jewish mother he really was on the inside. When House opened his office door at two in the morning, he nearly stepped on the cold Reuben sandwich from the refrigerated vending machine in the cafeteria. Despite his best efforts, he grinned broadly.
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The first time Wilson locked his office to House was like a kick in the gut. They both made him feel unbearably human and vulnerable. He retreated to his office to mope. Around eight that evening, Wilson's door was still locked and House's leg was on fire. He hauled himself to his feet and went home to bed.
The next morning, Wilson was smiling and he presented a plate of Macadamia nut pancakes to House with a softly spoken, “Thank you.” To this day, House maintains that he had nothing to with the Hershey bar Wilson found taped to his office door.
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The first time Wilson lost a patient in remission, House showed up at his door with a package of M&Ms, wrapped snack cakes and two cans of Arizona tea. Neither of them were on call, but the spent the night on the floor of the Oncology lounge watching reruns of I Love Lucy and the Price is Right. House was on his back, his head against Wilson thigh, while Wilson leaned against the sofa. The younger man smiled.
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The first time Wilson visited House after the infarction, he was tired and his clothes wrinkled. He sat next to an exhausted and angry House.
When he finally turned to look at Wilson, he asked, “Where were you?” Wilson could only shake his head and whisper, “I'm sorry.”
Wilson stayed in the hospital room until the had devoured an entire bag of candied fruit Wilson had bought from the vending machine in the Oncology lounge. As he left, Wilson noticed House was sleeping comfortable and smiling to himself.
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The first morning after they made love, Wilson walked into his office to discover a small banquet of treats laid out on his desk. An iced oatmeal cookie, half a Reuben, a can of Arizona tea, and a cup of coffee. Atop the cup of coffee, there was a single red rose. He was famished, so he sat down.
After practically inhaling the sandwich, he bit into the cookie and looked at it curiously. The missing icing made him smile, and he stroked the petals of the rose as he ate the cookie and the coffee. When he lifted it by the stem, his fingers brushed against a small note.
You owe me $12.50 plus tax.
Love,
Greg
PS I was going to leave you a chocolate bar, but the machine was out. Pay the delivery guy who fills the machine in the Oncology lounge.